I was Idle and Cool

Gu Juefei.

Gu Juefei.

If Gu Juefei knew, how would he choose, and would he be able to see through this conspiracy against him?

Lu Jinxi couldn't predict it either.

As a matter of fact, not much is known.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that the man who dominated all this was not simple at all, and he was not so easy to deal with.

So after thinking about it for a while, she didn't embarrass herself anymore.

Now that it has fallen into this field, it is better to spend your mind on some things within your power.

The door was still open, and no one came to close it. At a glance, I could see the outside environment, and I could also see a few vague figures under the eaves.

They were all dressed in sackcloth and linen, like the reckless men in the mountains.

But just as she felt when she was robbed by them in Daozhong, where does she look like an ordinary mountain bandit?

After thinking about it, Lu Jinxi was not too daring, and walked out swaggeringly.

She thought that she would be discovered and stopped in the next moment, but she didn't expect that a sturdy young man who was guarding the door, when she came out, just turned his head and glanced at her, and something strange flashed in his eyes. Light, still standing there motionless.

He neither opened his mouth to speak to her, nor drank her in.

This was a big surprise to her.

After thinking about it, Lu Jinxi leaned over with interest and asked, "Hey, are you not stopping me? Or do I go wherever I want?"

Hearing this, the young man blushed a bit when he saw her coming closer.

There seemed to be an inexplicable tension and embarrassment.

He didn't dare to look at Lu Jinxi again, he turned his face straight ahead, and stood straight in the same place as before, looking the same as before Lu Jinxi didn't come out to talk to him.

But Lu Jinxi keenly noticed that his fingers holding the scabbard around his waist were much tighter than before.

Hey, is this shy?

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and as her eyes flashed, she slowly came to understand, and suddenly felt interesting.

Mountain bandits, mountain bandits, really have nothing to do with mountain bandits.

He was frightened and nervous when he saw a beautiful woman talking to him.

Completely different from his bearded boss.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring him, Lu Jinxi didn't step forward to make fun of himself, cough, or rather, mercifully didn't go up to tease him, but walked swaggeringly down the corridor.

No one stopped her along the way, and she was finally able to see the environment she was in.

Just seeing that the road was coming to an end, when she wanted to walk out of the courtyard gate, the two guards next to her reached out their hands to stop her.

So Lu Jinxi understood: freedom of movement, but only limited to this dilapidated courtyard.

The two didn't say a word, and she didn't speak at all.

Not letting her go out, he turned around calmly, and paced from the other direction to go back to his original room. It's just that when she passed by one of the rooms, she noticed that there seemed to be someone inside, so she wanted to lean over.

This time, someone else came to stop her.

So Lu Jinxi understood again: freedom of movement, but not other rooms in this house.

She doesn't mind either.

After all, if you think about it with your toes, if she walks around and goes in and out at will, will that person, the "mountain bandit", save face? After all, she is a hostage.

So she spread out her hands and paced back unhurriedly.

At noon and at night, people brought meals, but they were not the same man as before.

It's not that Lu Jinxi asked curiously, trying to get some useful information from these people, but when they saw her, they avoided her like a tiger and didn't dare to answer a word.

The top is what she needs, they just do it.

Could it be that their boss was told by her that night, which caused a psychological shadow, so he gave a strict order?

Lu Jinxi was really speechless in her heart.

She didn't do anything all day, and she knew that she couldn't get anything out of those people's mouths, so she just rested. I just didn't expect it, but it was a surprise.

During dinner in the evening, there was someone talking not far away.

It was the voice she heard last night, with a strange emphasis on the Xiongnu side, but this time, he was no longer speaking in Xiongnu, but in Chinese!

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Lan?"

After that, there was no sound.

Lu Jinxi even suspected that it was his hallucinations, not sure that what he heard was such a sentence...

"Lan, Lan, Lan?"

Sir Lan?

Mr. Blue?

Or Mr. Lan?

The title "adult" is never used for bandits.

With just these three words, she was a little convinced of her previous guess: the Huns, who disrupted the peace talks, had to figure out Gu Juefei, and they were not small people.

Lord Lan...

She suddenly remembered that on the day of the Peace Conference, when Princess Yongning told her about the Huns, she mentioned the princess who worshipped a Han Chinese as her husband and named herself "Lanqu". .

Ran, is it a coincidence?

This so-called "Lord Lan" should undoubtedly refer to the mountain bandit leader who kidnapped her.

After eating, Lu Jinxi lay on the bed and couldn't sleep again.

When she closed her eyes, she would think of her current situation, the people who accompanied her when she remembered it, the Qingque who still didn't know where she was, and Gu Juefei...

I don't know how long I have been lying down, and my consciousness has become a little vague.

Lu Jinxi felt that she was almost falling asleep.

But I didn't expect that at this time, there was a crisp flute sound outside, which was long and long. In this cold and silent night, it was stained with different kinds of desolation.

It's the Qiang flute.

She recognized it immediately.

When he opened his eyes, the window paper with some holes was covered with silver.

It rained last night, but the moon came out tonight.

Lu Jinxi listened to the flute sound, although it was a melody he had never heard before, and it was fine and long, but its own tone was melancholy and pathetic.

After hesitating for a while, she finally got up, walked to the window, opened the broken window gently, and looked out.

The mountains and the moon hang high, the branches are cold and the birds are quiet.

There are several broken houses like a row of stars, and on the roof of a house on the left not far away, there is a hidden figure sitting on the slender flute, looking into the northwest, and playing it quietly.

The silver light sprinkled all over the body, and there was no trace again.

Under the moonlight, he could only see the shimmering light scattered on the old Qiang flute between his fingers, and the outline that almost merged with the darkness around him.

Lu Jinxi couldn't see his demeanor, only the cold and hard side of the line.

northwest.

Huns.

Qiang flute.

Play man.

I don't know if this person's attitude is too dark and cold at the moment, or the flute sound in the cold night and the cold moon is too desolate and desolate, a low sigh sounded in her heart.

"Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows? The spring breeze is not enough..."

Yumen Pass.